I'm heaven sent, Don't you dare forget, I am all you ever wanted"- Brand New

She was crying again. Spot hated to hear her cry. She had been like this for almost two days and his thoughts of being able to let her out on the third were starting to dwindle. Spot got up for the kitchen table where he had been sitting, reading the days evening edition for the second time and walked down the hallway towards the bedroom.

"What's wrong now Gem?" Spot asked through the door

"I want Lissy," came the soft sob filled answer through the door.

Spot looked up at the ceiling above him and shook his head. This was now the third time she had told him this, and each time the response got more and more violent. He wanted nothing more then to open the door and hold her and let her cry on his shoulder, but he couldn't do that. He needed to stay put.

"Lissy's dead Gem," he said quietly through the door.

Silence answered him but he could hear footsteps walking to the door. Spot waited to hear the worst. But nothing came. Suddenly he heard a loud "Thump" through the other side of the door and Gem began wailing again.

"Why didn't you just let me go too Spot? We should have gone together!"

The blood in Spots veins froze. It was the first time she had mentioned that night to him ever. He had nothing to say to her, there was nothing that he could do to justify what he had done other then pick the one that was closest to him at the time.

The sobbing continued through the door, but there was no speaking. Spot couldn't take it anymore, and finally broke away from the door, walked through the apartment, and out the front door. Then he ran, as fast as he could to get away from his biggest problem.

"What was I thinking?" He thought while he ran, "I can't handle her when she is like this." Finally he stopped running at the outskirts of Central Park, found himself a bench, and sat down trying to think how to fix this situation.

He knew that there was nothing in the world to make her feel any better. There was nothing left to take away the pain that she was feeling. "Maybe I should just let her drink? It's been long enough and she is still going on and on. Maybe this plan won't work…"

Suddenly a feeling of anger rushed through him. He hated what she had become, how no matter how hard he had tried to not think of it, the memories of her came rushing back into his head. Memories he had not thought of for a very long time. His favorite memory of her was the first day they had ever met. How perfect she had looked that day, how quiet and shy she had been, and how she didn't even know that she was already becoming the queen of his heart…

"You lost kid?" He asked the tiny girl in front of him.

"No, I'm looking for my sister."

He looked around the docks at all the other boys and turned back to her smirking, "Look like there any girls around here?"

Her eyes grew wide and she began to stutter, "I..I just thought maybe she would… would be here." She said taking a step back.

Spot laughed, "I'm only teasing you girl. What's your sister's name?"

She hesitated for a second before answering, "Lissy."

Spot turned back around to face the boys, "Anybody here run across a girl name Lissy?"

The boys looked up at him but nobody answered. Spot turned back to the girl, "Sorry, ain't nobody seen her…"

"Okay," the girl replied. Spot waited for her to leave but the girl just stood there staring at the ground.

"Anything else?" Spot asked.

The girl looked up at Spot with tears in her eyes. "My mom and dad… and Lissy and I got separated, and I don't know what to do," she cried.

Spot felt bad for the girl standing in front of him, "What about your mom and dad?" He asked.

The girl shook her head and wiped her eyes, "The fire, everything is gone, and I can't find my sister."

Spot shook his head not wanting to speak the one thought playing in his mind. Sighing reached out to the girl, and turned her around with his arm and began to walk away from the docks. "You can stay with us till you find your sister. We have an extra room you can stay in." The girl just nodded and began to cry again.

Spot looked intensely at the girl walking next to him. She was beautiful, he thought. Her long blonde hair running down her back appeared to once have been neatly done, looked as if it hadn't been washed in days. Her skin was flawless, and her dress, although he could tell once must have been glamorous was now dingy and tattered.

"How old are you?" Spot asked.

"11," the girl replied.

"What's your name?"

"Lanie."

Spot then dropped the small talk as he walked the girl the rest of the way to the lodging house in silence…

The memory was interrupted by a stray dog barking in the distance. Spot sat there for a few more minutes before deciding that he needed to head back. He walked through the streets thoughtless. He just wanted to check on Gem and then go to bed.

As he rounded the corner to the apartment he saw Jack leaning up against the building, smoking a cigarette. Spot approached him. When Jack spotted him he smiled.

"What you doing here Jacky?" He said, holding his hand out to shake. Jack took it, and then dropped his arm to the side.

"Came to check on Gem. How is she, any better?"

"No better then yesterday. She's still crying for Daisy."

Jack shook his head and sighed. "Feel bad for her you know, so alone and everything. He just wants her sister."

Spot nodded and reached into his pocket for a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag and held it in his mouth for as long as he could before exhaling. "This is gonna take longer then I thought Jack. She ain't any better then before. This is bad, she should at least be coming off it a little and she's just getting worse."

Jack took a drag before talking, "She used to liquor to forget Lissy, now, you're making her remember fours years worth of pain."

Spot looked right at Jack knowing that he was right. "I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to do this Jack. Just before she wanted to know why I didn't let her die. It's killing me to see her like this."

Jack didn't say anything for awhile and let the topic go for a second. "She eating anything?"

Spot shook his head, "No, not a bit for almost two days. Won't drink nothing either."

Jack shook his head, "Listen, stay here tonight. You gotta go back to Brooklyn tomorrow. Your boys been looking for you all day, want to know when your coming back. Go make yourself some money. I'll stay with her tomorrow, and have Race or Mush stay with her tomorrow night."

Spot started to protest but Jack put his hand up to stop him. "You look like shit Spot. I know you ain't been sleeping. Please we can handle it for two days. Go to your boys, go take care take care of Brooklyn and while your there take care of yourself."

Spot knew that it was a losing battle. "But, Jacky, you gotta promise that you will tell me how she is tomorrow, I'll send Rabbit over tomorrow night. And if anything goes wrong I wanna know. Got it.

Jack looked at Spot and knew that he meant business, "Fine, I promise if anything goes wrong you'll know about it." With that he flicked his cigarette and turned towards Spot, spit it in his hand, and held it out. Spot returned the gesture and the deal was done.

Jack turned to leave and called over his shoulder, "See you tomorrow morning Spot," he said before quickly walking away.

Spot watched him go before flicking his own cigarette and walking back inside and up to the apartment. He immediately walked down the hall and listened at the bedroom door but he heard nothing. He turned the door knob and slid in quietly shutting the door behind him.

Gem was huddled in the corner of the room, lying in a ball, still quietly crying but sleeping at the same time. Spot walked over to her and gathered her up into his arms and lifted her up carrying her to the bed. Placing her gently on the bed he pulled the blanket up and covered her. Taking the back of this thumb and gently wiped the tears off her face.

After making sure she was comfortable and stared at her for a few more seconds. "She looks go innocent. So perfect," He thought to himself. Finally, he leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead before turning and leaving. As soon as he turned the door knob a quiet voice spoke from behind him, "I'm sorry I yelled before."

Spot froze for a second before responding, "I know Lanie," was all he said before slid through the open door, and turned to lock the door behind him. It was louder then usual and Spot was sure that was because it was trying to hide to sound of his heart breaking with each click.

So yea, I'm not a huge fan of this chapter, but I guess I needed to put it in there! Anyway thanks for the reviews, keep them coming!